Author Chen Weisong 蹑屩上灵隐,吹笛下吴淞。送君恰值新爽,纤月映船篷。犹记冷泉亭上,百道跳珠喷雪,飞瀑挂衫松。一别十八载,吾老渐成翁。故人去,携笔墨,写空濛。不知老已将至,挥洒醉偏工。为讯盐桥毛子,果否别来无恙,底事断诗筒。人世作达耳,长邑郁焉穷。 Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments